No, we couldn’t… Xxx So I didn’t feel guilty about using the basket full of laundry in my hands as an excuse not to knock, just opening his door and stepping into his room, fully expecting to catch him playing and to give him a piece of my mind. Probably primping his hair again, knowing him. I was just glad it had only been two days since I’d last shaved! that young, muscled stud couldn’t possibly be more than twenty-two! “Pep rally first period,” he murmured, the movement of his lips against the back of my ear sending shivers down my spine. “Such a good little whore!”
He finally unloaded, making me squeal desperately through my own final, strongest orgasm as his hips pounded hard against my ass, his cock pulsing so forcefully inside me as he delivered jet after jet of hot, thick cum, filling me
